Her bikini - small; heels - tall
She said,
she liked,
the ocean
She showed me a beach,
gave me a peach
and pulled out the suntan lotion
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A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five. --Groucho Marx
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going back to cali.
Yay! I got that song in my head some how and had to listen to it. I used to think that song was the coolest, but after hearing it again, I was like "eh." But thanks for playing!
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